Long Mixed bag Poems

Precious priceless progeny 

     Hands down the most dramatic change ever needed to make the most profound impact awoke from helping beget the first offspring. An internal paradigm shift reshuffled priorities...

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I’ve Been So Lucky in Life! (1&2)
(Only Raped 5 Times Metaphorically)

Poem’s Introduction
My poetry has always been about transparency. It’s about letting go of an effort to be liked by others, and allowing others to gravitate...

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Embrace The Lines

Vitality marks gently stretch your soft skin beyond the wildest dreams of
beauty unbound where children had once or thrice embraced your womb
the soothing waters cushioning and cradling three miracles three water 
marks engraved...

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(A recent virtual chat with thine youngest daughter
awakened poignant memories adjusting to 
fatherhood for first time).
     
December 22nd 1996 Bundle of Edenic Joy
Twenty one plus years ago 
   faux...

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I didn't get a chance
to voice my opinion.
As I was told my Tarot cards were evil,
And they didn't belong in my dominion.
If I could have explained I would have said
that I don't believe in magic.
That...

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Todd was riding in the desert,
through Arizona’s red-brown waste,
out chasing down word of silver,
it was 1878.

He had nothing to go back to,
never had fit in well back east,
he’d left for Denver eight years back,
found nothing...

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It seems a common point of view
that ‘diversity’ is a virtue,
is this a truth that should be sun,
or just a line we feed the young?

Is diversity excellence?
No, it’s a description of difference,
there’s no moral value...

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Aging woman stands on the precipice betwixt birth and death reflecting upon her life.
Bereft she sometimes feels when reflecting upon her life.
Crying, she succumbs to silent tears, her accumulated ocean of brine trickling down. 
Dreams,...

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In prison, and bereft of all defence,
But my Healer, graver than ever ere, 
Swirls his chair round, yon of window to stare 
As if to get inspired from Providence. 
More of a dumb than mute,...

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How long and how long will you continue to wallow in pains.
The pity party will bring no relief.
Life is a mixed bag of stuffs that may not be pleasant to handle.
All the same even when...

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Methinks there are many of us who have given up on us.                       ...

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Upon reflection looking back

Being I as a person as you yourself are

The past is a mixed bag no matter
who you are

It wasn't all good likewise I couldn't
have been all that bad either

Especially when it comes...

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Children laughing
and running into the candy store ...


Hey mister candy man,
I'll have two of everything you got
Except those black ones ... ugh ugh
Mama says: they're nasty, they ain't no good
If you let one touch yo'...

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"CURRENTLY POSITIONED"

she's a stretched out
green car driving
bag of emotional
emotions that linger
after each use.

she's full of 
acting skill
convenient memory
waterless tears
and denial.

she stands out 
overlooking her
17th street playground. 
watching
and waiting.

I wait for her
as she waits for
those that...

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fall out of the mainstream & walk in the wilderness,
leave the city structure & swim in the sea
leave the sea & run within the bowels of the city’s mechanism for
pollution
cleanse yourself in the absence of...

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I got a call from an angel
Floating on a cloud.

I made her laugh with the last message I sent her.

Misinterpreted messages lost in the light of the sun.

With ears at attention there was a brief silence.

Walking through the hall of infatuation.

She...

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Retirement

Retirement sounds so appealing
Perhaps a time to regenerate
Gather energy rather than spend
It on the labors of mid-life and
The needs of those we serve
Stay a while play a while
Bask in the soft light of whim and
Fancy...

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We realize we want them, 
Can't feel our life without them, 
But who knows how to keep them, 
Fresh and sweet as when they're new? 

Like butterflies that flutter
To different flowers that glitter, 
Though we...

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Live is but a patchwork quilt
Stitched together by Providence
Fate and life's events
It gets larger if you're lucky
Collecting new patches to add every day

A mixed bag of varied textures
Both smooth and rough
Different colours tones and shades
You...

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When I am gone I am gone
I will not come back

Life is best summed up as;
He lived then he died

I came into the world one day
I did as I did every day
I caused some-things to...

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does my voice carry
or just echo in my own mind
I feel it, reverberating 
even when silent, my own judgement 
sends shockwaves over my skin
over nothing, I recognise that
is it my voice?

narratives float down from 
somewhere
landing,...

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Its' that time of year again..
I'm trying to find a harmonious rhyme.
How 2020 has gone so quick..
Can you beleive it's Chrismas time!?

It's been a really hard year..
That couldn't be more true.
But I wouldn't have gotten...

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Cut out the bad part
Just like cancer
The perfect solution
The ultimate answer

Oh, if only I could isolate
The purest property
Maybe I’d get a handle on
My inhumanity

Weed out the bad stuff
Chaff from wheat
Make the good half
The thing complete

Oh,...

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I find it fascinating how the human mind ponders
the origin and shape of ideas 
and how everyone 
wanders. 

I wonder why I 
can’t help but think 
in terms of rhythm and rhyme   
when...

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The birds are singing merrily.
The sun is burning off the fog.
Somewhere nearby, I hear a frog, 
Oh wait, I think that might be me.

Sometimes it’s pretty hard to tell;
I’m guessing spring has now arrived.
The senses...

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